Title: Shalom Haver: Pain
Author: Rotem Shahar
Feedback: no.
Spoilers: Christmas Carol, Emily
Category: SAR
Keyword: MSR, Character Death, AU
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me, they belong to Chris
Carter, 1013, and FOX. No infringement is intended.
Summary: Prequel to:
Shalom Haver http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010510_28.html
Shalom Haver: You Have To Keep Living
http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010703_86.html
Shalom Haver: The Afterlife http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010704_24.html
Shalom Haver: Just Visiting http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010711_98.html
Shalom Haver: Sunshine http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010711_25.html
Shalom Haver: Rearranged http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010723_82.html
Shalom Haver: Ein Orr http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010820_32.html
Shalom Haver: La'ila La'ila http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010813_98.html
Shalom Haver: Days Pass and Years Go By
http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010807_13.html
Shalom Haver: Yizrach Ha Orr http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010820_68.html
~*~
~*~
It hurts to move. It hurts to breathe. If it gets much worse than this I dont know if I can take it.
~*~
They must have given me something. The pain is gone. I'm in my bed. I sense Mulder is sitting next to me.
I open my eyes. The light assults my eyes. I wince in pain. Mulder notices. He closes the blinds and turns the lights off, instinctively knowing whats wrong.
I open my eyes again. Much better. I can see again. I see Mulder watching me, worry shining brightly through his eyes. I want to comfort him, to reassure him that everything will work out fine, just like it always does, but this isnt like all the other times. We both know I have very little chance of making it through this alive.
He takes my hand in his, threading his fingers through mine. We both need the physical contact right now.
~*~
I must have fallen asleep. When I wake up again Mulder is no longer holding my had.
His chin is on my head which rests on his shoulder. His arms are wrapped around me. It feels nice.
I lay there, wrapped in his arms, and think.
I think about how I wish I told him how I felt about him - I still havent done that yet.
I think about how nothing will be able to come of it even if I did - Not in this lifetime anyway.
I think about how my life has changed since I met him - everything we've been through together.
I think about how many lives we were able to save, only regretting not being able to figure things out faster so less people died.
I think about how my life was before I met Mulder - how I wasn't sure I'd made the right choice going into the FBI instead of pursuing a career in medicine. After I met him I knew I had made the right decision.
~*~
I cant breathe. He's holding me too tightly.
I gasp for air. He immediately loosens his grip and calls for a doctor.
I still cant breathe. He doesnt know what to do.
~*~
My head is pounding. But I can breathe.
The light hurts my eyes. But I can breathe.
Mulder knows I'm awake. He brushes a strand of hair out of my face and brings me a glass of water.
I havent had anything to eat or drink since my light breakfast this morning. A day hasnt even passed yet. It feels like so much longer.
~*~
~*~
I feel fine. The pain is gone. My eyes are no longer sensitive to the light. My headache is gone. I can breathe again.
The doctor said there would be better days and worse days - I hope that was the extent of the bad. I dont know if I could take much more.
~*~
~*~
The End.
Author: Rotem Shahar
Feedback: no.
Spoilers: Christmas Carol, Emily
Category: SAR
Keyword: MSR, Character Death, AU
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me, they belong to Chris
Carter, 1013, and FOX. No infringement is intended.
Summary: Prequel to:
Shalom Haver http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010510_28.html
Shalom Haver: You Have To Keep Living
http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010703_86.html
Shalom Haver: The Afterlife http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010704_24.html
Shalom Haver: Just Visiting http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010711_98.html
Shalom Haver: Sunshine http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010711_25.html
Shalom Haver: Rearranged http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010723_82.html
Shalom Haver: Ein Orr http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010820_32.html
Shalom Haver: La'ila La'ila http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010813_98.html
Shalom Haver: Days Pass and Years Go By
http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010807_13.html
Shalom Haver: Yizrach Ha Orr http://rookittykat.diaryland.com/010820_68.html
~*~
~*~
It hurts to move. It hurts to breathe. If it gets much worse than this I dont know if I can take it.
~*~
They must have given me something. The pain is gone. I'm in my bed. I sense Mulder is sitting next to me.
I open my eyes. The light assults my eyes. I wince in pain. Mulder notices. He closes the blinds and turns the lights off, instinctively knowing whats wrong.
I open my eyes again. Much better. I can see again. I see Mulder watching me, worry shining brightly through his eyes. I want to comfort him, to reassure him that everything will work out fine, just like it always does, but this isnt like all the other times. We both know I have very little chance of making it through this alive.
He takes my hand in his, threading his fingers through mine. We both need the physical contact right now.
~*~
I must have fallen asleep. When I wake up again Mulder is no longer holding my had.
His chin is on my head which rests on his shoulder. His arms are wrapped around me. It feels nice.
I lay there, wrapped in his arms, and think.
I think about how I wish I told him how I felt about him - I still havent done that yet.
I think about how nothing will be able to come of it even if I did - Not in this lifetime anyway.
I think about how my life has changed since I met him - everything we've been through together.
I think about how many lives we were able to save, only regretting not being able to figure things out faster so less people died.
I think about how my life was before I met Mulder - how I wasn't sure I'd made the right choice going into the FBI instead of pursuing a career in medicine. After I met him I knew I had made the right decision.
~*~
I cant breathe. He's holding me too tightly.
I gasp for air. He immediately loosens his grip and calls for a doctor.
I still cant breathe. He doesnt know what to do.
~*~
My head is pounding. But I can breathe.
The light hurts my eyes. But I can breathe.
Mulder knows I'm awake. He brushes a strand of hair out of my face and brings me a glass of water.
I havent had anything to eat or drink since my light breakfast this morning. A day hasnt even passed yet. It feels like so much longer.
~*~
~*~
I feel fine. The pain is gone. My eyes are no longer sensitive to the light. My headache is gone. I can breathe again.
The doctor said there would be better days and worse days - I hope that was the extent of the bad. I dont know if I could take much more.
~*~
~*~
The End.